Song Mu immediately walked out quickly, looking anxious.
I was just shocked by the news, but I failed to think of the clear loopholes in it.
Could it be that Ma Yue came to mention people like this to find out the so-called truth? The truth is here!
And why do you need a minister from the Ministry of Punishment to mention someone? Once the warrant comes, Dali Temple will coordinate and send the prisoner.
In this case, there is only one possibility.
There is a ghost in Mayue!
It is a lie to mention people, but it is true to take them out!
What he mentioned about a person related to the fire case was that he was related to it.
He is the secret agent of Chang'an!
Song Mu was even more anxious at this moment. Whether it was the fire in the palace or the fire in Chang'an, he was implicated in it. That Huo Ling was the direct evidence that he was framed.
How could I let the other person go like this!
Song Mu immediately rushed out of the Dali Temple, ordered several Dali Temple officials to look for the minister of punishment, and then walked towards the street.
Song Mu did not hesitate to use his mental power to move around, carefully searching for the traces of Ma Yue.
But they seemed to come and go without a trace, and this time they suddenly lost track.
Song Mu's heart tightened, and he tried to lift off with his feet, preparing to head towards the punishment department, but the next moment, a black shadow suddenly shot out from the side.
In a panic, Song Mu collided with him hard and fell to the ground. He looked up and saw the identity of the other person clearly.
It was actually Song Chuanwen!
At this moment, Song Chuanwen had changed his makeup, his hair was neatly trimmed, his clothes were bright, and he had the elegant temperament of a rich man.
But he was holding a wine jar in his left hand. His face was slightly red at the moment, but his eyes were still looking at Song Mu coldly.
"Song Mu, I have been waiting for you here for a long time."
As Song Chuanwen said this, he reached out with his right hand and a long sword fell into his hand. He then pointed the sword at Song Mu and said in a deep voice.
"Time can't wait, let's fight here today!"
Song Mu frowned, with a stern look on his face. He didn't want to have any entanglement with the other party at all. He turned around and left, but he didn't expect that a light suddenly flashed behind him, and a sense of crisis suddenly hit him.
Song Mu quickly mobilized Wen Li to resist the light, and saw that it was a sword energy released by Song Chuanwen. At this moment, the sword energy collided, leaving a mess on the street.
"Did I let you go?"
After Song Chuanwen said this, he drank all the wine in the jar, smashed it to the ground angrily, and then looked at Song Mu with a pair of eyes that seemed to be filled with anger.
"How dare you insult me like that, how dare you be so arrogant!"
"The matter has come to this, regardless of fame and fortune, I only want your life today!"
"Let's fight, scholars fight, no complaints about casualties!"
Song Chuanwen said in a deep voice on the street, his writing power surging, and his calm voice spread for a while, causing the people around him who had been attracted by his movements to look over.
The next moment, these people screamed in surprise and retreated one after another.
Song Chuanwen rushed towards Song Mu without hesitation. At this moment, the two papers beside him burned up in an instant, and several attacks were directed at Song Mu!
Song Mu quickly used his literary power to dodge, but this guy had no intention of stopping, and the attack went straight towards the surrounding areas.
Song Mu didn't want to be entangled, so he immediately jumped into the air and was about to run away.
But Song Chuanwen shouted, and several attacks continued to swing around.
Song Mu only blocked one attack, but he saw that other attacks were going towards the surroundings at this moment, and they were going to hurt the people who were not far away.
Seeing this situation, Song Mu's hands also emitted rays of light at this moment, and he was able to resist all the attacks, while looking at the opponent with an angry look on his face.
"Song Chuanwen, you are destroying your future!"
Song Mu said something in a deep voice, and the literary energy on his body immediately rose, and the mighty pressure suddenly formed into a storm, sweeping away in all directions.
Powerful coercion enveloped everyone's heart, and everyone was frightened by Song Mu's sudden might.
Originally, things were in a mess now, but at this most critical moment, Song Chuanwen was so entangled, which made Song Mu quite angry.
Maybe this guy did it on purpose, and Song Mu felt even more angry.
But Song Chuanwen roared arrogantly.
"Future? What do I want from my future now? What I want is the justice that belongs to me!"
At this moment, Song Chuanwen's eyes became extremely crazy, as if he wanted to fight Song Mu desperately.
Song Mu held Chuan Ze in his hand and muttered something in his mouth. His strong writing power triggered the attack and swept towards the opponent, knocking him away in an instant.
Song Chuanwen, who was in the realm of raising people, challenged him beyond the level, but it was just an egg hitting a stone.
But Song Chuanwen just stood up and roared again, shouting arrogantly, waving the weapon in his hand and shooting out rays of light towards Song Mu again.
Song Mu knew that Song Chuanwen had gone crazy, and if this situation was not suppressed immediately, innocent people might be hurt again.
The long-lost Wenli surged crazily in the body again. The Kawaze in Song Mu's hand shook slightly, and the Wenli slowly gathered, and now he struck hard at the opponent again.
For a moment, lights flashed on the street.
In an instant, Song Chuanwen was knocked away by Song Mu again. At this moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. He fell to the ground immediately.
Song Mu landed on the ground and when he saw him like this, he immediately turned around and left, but this guy didn't know how to get up and pounced on him again.
This time, the corners of his mouth and collar were already full of blood, and he was screaming crazily.
"Want to leave? I told you to die!"
"I can't kill you, someone else can!"
"Today, you will go to the underworld to bury my father and brother with them!"
With that said, Song Chuanwen seemed to have given up on any form of moves at this moment, and actually stretched out his hand and rushed towards Song Mu. Song Mu immediately waved a palm when he saw this.
A strong wind swept out, and Song Chuanwen flew upside down in the vast wind and waves, vomiting blood along the way.
But he actually gritted his teeth and stood up. Song Mu looked serious at this moment, and Song Chuanwen suddenly exhaled and then raised his head suddenly.
A pair of eyes suddenly stared at Song Mu, and the expression on his face suddenly froze.
He suddenly started to pull off the clothes on his body, and then there was white smoke rising from his mouth.
Suddenly he came towards Song Mu, then pointed at Song Mu, and then squeezed out a sentence from his throat.
"Song Mu, what methods did you use..."
Before he could finish his words, a flame suddenly burst out from his mouth, and then countless flames swept through his body.
The blazing flames at this moment were reflected in the pupils of countless people who had not fled, and the screams filled everyone's eardrums.